Lanke Chess Edge

Time slowly came to dawn, the battlefields were still smoky, many tents and wooden camps were still burning, and the main camps of the ancestors of the Yue army were almost littered with corpses.

Dazhen soldiers patrolled back and forth with their weapons in hand, checking whether there were any enemies pretending to be dead on the battlefield, and besides the tragic corpses around, there were also many Zuyue surrendered soldiers, all huddled together and trembling, not really afraid This level is mainly due to the cold. Dazhen’s army came to attack last night. Many soldiers were still in bed, some were hacked to death, and some were pointed out by weapons. keep warm.

Yin Zhong held a pair of halberds and patrolled the battlefield with three soldiers following him. His location was originally one of the three main battalions of the Zuyue Army, and the people inside were all elite court officials directly under the Zuyue Song Clan. They died overnight Those who died were dropped, and those who escaped were only a small part.

This is also the end point of Yin Zhong's attack on several camps last night. The first few camps are often defeated at the fastest speed, and the attack is faster than the escape speed of those Zu Yue soldiers.

Yin Zhong's armor has been dyed blood, and the pair of black halberds in his hands are covered with blood, showing a mottled dark red. When many Zu Yue soldiers saw Yin Zhong approaching, they subconsciously shrank with their companions. It got even tighter, the horror of this pair of black halberds was witnessed by many people last night, and it usually doesn't take a second to dismember a corpse and split a horse.

A soldier ran up to Yin Zhong, clasped his fists and saluted.

"General Yin, about 800 people were lost in our department, and more than 100 people were seriously injured. The situation of the rest of the departments is temporarily unknown. We only know that the offensive is going well."

Yin Zhong nodded, and looked at a large burned tent not far away. In front of the big tent was a headless corpse in silver armor. Last night, Yin Zhong personally decapitated this Zu Yue general. .

"Did Li Dongjiao and Jian Hui catch, or kill?"

"It is said that the chaos in the army last night could not be subdivided, and many generals of the bandit army were killed, and they are looking for it."

Yin Zhong didn't talk too much, just pushed his hands.

"Understood, let's go down."

"yes!"

After fighting all night and under the condition of high mental tension, even Yin Zhong felt a little tired, let alone ordinary soldiers, but all the soldiers were in high spirits, and what could be seen in them was high morale, This morale is like fire, as if it can dispel the severe cold, so that the soldiers' faces are rosy.

As for last night's battle, as long as the two armies were fighting each other, those celestial masters who usually make both sides fearful did not feel much effect.

On the one hand, this is because many capable people and strange men on both sides are fighting together, and also because the evil spirit of the army is no small matter. When thousands of soldiers charge bravely together, practitioners with low morals will also be affected to some extent, especially those who are still in the army. There are many martial arts masters present, and those celestial masters and mages may be folded in the army if they are not good.

After Yin Zhong inspected the round for the last time, he left a few instructions, and specifically told him that although he could not drink alcohol tonight, he would have enough meat to make up for the New Year's Eve dinner. The battle report was drafted, and because of the status of the second son of the Yin family, the army preferred him to write the battle report.

The results of this night's battle were gradually confirmed in the next few days, not only the incident of looting the camp, but also Mrs. Bai's casting of spells at Yongding Pass to repel the enemy, and even the movement of Ting Qiushan in the armies of both countries. spread.

Especially the last piece of news, which was somewhat ambiguous and difficult to confirm, but its impact was much greater than many sergeants had imagined, at least it was no less than an earthquake in the monk circles of the two armies' respective camps.

Although the matter of Tingqiu Mountain does not have any accurate evidence, at least Zuyue can confirm that five powerful masters of heaven disappeared when they tried to cross the Tingqiu Mountain Range to rescue Qizhou, and they never appeared again. Pass.

Whether it is Dazhen's ability to intercept and kill such a powerful immortal teacher, or Tingqiu Mountain's mountain god, it is a bad thing for the Zuyue army, especially the latter.

After Du Changsheng and some monks from Ting Qiushan explained this situation to Yin Zhong, Mei She and other generals of the Dazhen Army, Yin Zhong directly recommended Old Marshal Mei and continued to take advantage of the victory, regardless of whether it was true or not. False, the enemy that needs to be feared is the enemy, and in war, it is necessary to use any available opportunity to win the victory.

Ever since, the previous battle report hadn't been written yet, and Dazhen's offensive started immediately after that, and some of the civilian husbands and auxiliary soldiers among the descendants of Zuyue were recruited to start a new round of offensive with the army.

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More than half a month later, the first detailed battle report was sent to Dazhen Gyeonggi Prefecture. The riders responsible for the urgent delivery of the report had already opened their throats and roared all the way from the moment they entered the east gate of Gyeonggi Prefecture.

"Qizhou Great Victory...Qizhou Great Victory...Qizhou Great Victory..."

"Qizhou Great Victory..."

The fast horses galloped or trotted all the way, leading directly to the imperial palace along the capital avenue. The people who heard the news along the way were all excited and clapped their hands, cheered and ran to tell each other.

The emperor and ministers in the palace were equally ecstatic. They did not expect to win such a big victory on New Year's Eve, and then directly expanded the results of the battle, regaining half of Qizhou's territory in one go, and even the capital. A situation where the defensive turns to the offensive.

In the dossier room of Si Tianjian, Ji Yuan was still flipping through the books, Yan Chang walked into the dossier room with an excited face, and hurried towards the direction where Ji Yuan was.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, good news, good news! Our army is victorious, our army is victorious!"

Yan Chang usually doesn't speak too loudly when he comes here, let alone yelling like now, but at this moment, he really can't help being excited in his heart, and can't help but want to share it with Ji Yuan.

"Sir, great victory in Qizhou, great victory for our army!"

Yan Chang walked quickly to Ji Yuan's side and saw a jug of wine and two wine glasses at Ji Yuan's feet, both of which had already been poured. He drank the wine in a single gulp, and suddenly a spicy and irritating feeling rushed into his mouth, making Yan Chang almost choke out.

"What a strong drink!"

Yan Changhao saw Ji Yuan pour wine directly into his mouth, but he didn't expect the wine to be so strong, and Ji Yuan looked at Yan Chang, put down the bamboo slips and said with a smile.

"Have a drink after hearing the good news, the spirits can complement this military situation."

"Mister already knew?"

Ji Yuan picked up his wine glass, drank it down and nodded.

"Know a little earlier."

As he said that, Ji Yuan wanted to pour Yan Chang another drink, and the latter hurriedly covered the glass.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, by the way, sir, do you think I, Dazhen, can use this battle to reverse the offensive and directly attack the land of Zuyue? I heard that there are some in our army now. The powerful Xianxiu is here to help!"

Ji Yuan is noncommittal, if there are really powerful ones, Bai Ruo can definitely be counted. In addition, the Dazhen Army should have a loose cultivator who can pass the transformation of monsters and Taoism. That technique of divination and fortune-telling is amazing, and its auxiliary effect is extremely strong. It is also very powerful in bluffing people when few people can see through his way.

Just comparing with Zu Yue, Da Zhen is still not enough. After all, Zu Yue country was full of demons and ghosts a long time ago. Because of the situation in Wuya City, Ji Yuan believes that the influence of ghosts should be much less, but other things are hard to say, and Dazhen has much less "resources" in this regard.

As for the orthodox immortal palaces like Yuhuai Mountain, they would never intervene in the dispute of humanity. On the contrary, some aristocratic families who are inextricably related to Yuhuai Mountain may intervene.

Ji Yuan would not express the complicated thoughts in his heart, and smiled at Yan Chang.

"The battle is not that simple, but Dazhen can always win. Humanity depends on the person after all. Relying on crooked ways can only be quick for a while."

"Well, there are still many books in this file that Ji hasn't finished reading. I really have more to say. Let's read it next time."

Yan Chang was slightly taken aback, looked at Ji Yuan and said.

"Sir, you want to leave? Yes, but now Dazhen is at war with Zu Yue, sir..."

Yan Chang felt a little flustered. In his mind, Mr. Ji's existence was a pinnacle of calming the sea. Even though Mr. Ji seemed to have no reaction, he still believed that if Dazhen was really in danger, Mr. Ji would definitely take action.

Yan Chang didn't know how powerful Ji Yuan was, but he knew that he was definitely stronger than those so-called immortal masters who appeared on the battlefield. Du Changsheng had a heart-to-heart exchange with Yan Chang in private: "The rest are all monks, and Mr. Immortal." One sentence is almost the distance between immortals and mortals.

Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled.

"Master Yan, why are you panicking? Dazhen will not lose. I will go to Tingqiu Mountain to have a look, and I won't go far."

After a word of consolation, Ji Yuan stood up holding the jug, and Yan Chang also subconsciously got up from the squatting state. Seeing that Ji Yuan waved his sleeves, a large pile of bamboo slips and paper books were all suspended on the ground, and they flew separately. Back to the bookshelves everywhere.

After finishing all this, Ji Yuan walked out slowly with the jug and the cup in his hand, and said in a slightly excited tone that he came back to his senses and quickly followed.

"Sir, do you want to go to Jinzhou or Qizhou? Could it be that sir is going to make a move?"

Ji Yuan grinned, and stretched out his hand to take another cup back from Yan Chang's hand.

"Just to see the Tingqiu mountain god."

In the lingering sound of the words, Ji Yuan stepped out of the dossier room one step at a time. Because of the parallax, the bright sunlight outside made Ji Yuan's back look a little blurry in Yan Chang's eyes.

But Yan Chang, who was a few steps away, also went outside, but Ji Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Sir? Sir? Sir—"